Born to be a Dragon (An Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim fanfic)

Born to be a Dragon (An Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim fanfic)

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"I want you to go to Skyrim, boy.... I want you to see it with your own eyes.... I want you to live there. And when you do... build a life worth keeping. It is your home, just as Cyrodiil was..." "Listen well, son. This world rewards those who see its truths, not just those who seek glory. So I want you to raise your head with reason, keep your wits about you, and be aware of your surroundings. That way, the wolves will pass you by." These words still etch themselves deep in the mind of Drage Født. He wasn't like the other kids, often writing and sketching in the journal gifted by his Imperial father, some pages dedicated to the stories his Nord mother would tell him. About Ysgramor, about Shor, and about the Dragonborn. Now; in 4E 201, the quiet 21 year old Nord decides to honour his mother's last wish, and find a home in Skyrim.... Problem is, the land is much more unforgivable than expected, as if the cold or wildlife couldn't kill you, being in the crossfire of the Civil War will. Not only that, but there are looming threats to Tamriel at large; from a vampire threat, the return of a ghost from the past, and the literal end of reality. But we all know that Drage Født isn't a regular Nord.
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❝...Though I still look at him, taking in his features. From his sharp jawline, aquiline nose, round big eyes, to his- Suddenly, he looks back at me and time begins to stand still. He lowers his head so that he is almost at eye level with me. Slowly, he starts coming closer. Why is he coming closer!? Out of instinct, I want to step back but I'm reminded again that I can't because I'm pinned against a shelf. I take in a deep breath and lick my lips nervously. His eyes immediately dart to my lips, and his body tenses slightly. I look at his eyes and then his lips too and when he moves away my instincts tell me to don't let him. Therefore, my fingers gently seize his shirt, not wanting the proximity to come to an end when 5 minutes ago I'd wished to vanish completely...❞ ✧・゚: *✧・゚:*✧・゚: *✧・゚:*✧・゚: *✧・゚:*✧・゚: *✧・゚:* 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚: 1.30h 𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮, 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙨𝙠 𝙢𝙚:𝘿 (Also feel free to give me suggestions for future ffs) 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙖 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩<33 𝙄 𝙝𝙤𝙥𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙞𝙩 ⚠️🔪𝗣𝗟𝗔𝗚𝗜𝗔𝗥𝗜S𝗠 𝗜𝗦 𝗔 𝗖𝗥𝗜𝗠𝗘🔪⚠️

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